Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 11

About two hours later, Seraphina found herself back at Leandro’s front door.

From the entrance, she could see the garage, and Leandro’s car seemed to be missing. Just as she was about to ring the doorbell, the door suddenly swung open from the inside.

Karan was slinging a big bag over her shoulder, yelling back into the house as she stepped out, “You stay put, no running around, got it? Your dad will be home tonight!”

Mid–sentence, she turned her head and saw Seraphina standing at the doorway, looking taken aback and then annoyed, “Didn’t you already take off? Why are you back here?”

“Karan, I think I left something here, so I came back,” Seraphina replied with a smile, then glanced at Karan’s bag. “You heading out?”

Karan grimaced, adjusting her bag and grunting in response.

Seraphina hesitated for a moment before asking, “Can I go in and look for my stuff?”

Looking like she was pressed for time, Karan shot her an irritable glance, “Just go in and find whatever you need, and leave as soon as possible! And don’t go chattering with Valerio, gol it?”

Seraphina nodded promptly, “Alright, got it. Take care, Karan!”

With that, Karan hurried off, looking like she was indeed in a rush.

Seraphina spotted Valerio sitting at the table, working on a pile

him with a smile, but he quickly looked down and

with him further, she took a symbolic stroll upstairs and was back down in no time. Despite having spent the night here, her recorder had always been in her bag, so if it had fallen out, it would

but to wait for Leandro. But how would he react when

but seemed to sense her approaching, his sketching grew even more frantic the closer

you drawing?” Seraphina asked as she picked up the assignment brief from the

album with the help of their parents, featuring a family portrait and

portrait four identical stick figures, big heads atop bodies

Leandro, and Valerio himself. But it seemed like a crucial person was missing. However, the rough sketching didn’t

gaze, Valerio’s

one lucky kid. I haven’t drawn for seven years, and now I’m picking up a pencil to help

chair next to Valerio, picked up a pencil, and quickly sketched out Bruce and Gloria. When it came to drawing Leandro, she paused and handed the pencil to Valerio, “Would you like to try drawing. your

moment before accepting the pencil from her and copying her style to draw Leandro. Despite his lack of drawing skills, his

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resembled Leandro.

pointed to the last empty spot on the

in deep thought, but

the pencil from him,

with flawless skin, dark

her gaze, starting to sketch with her long eyelashes casting a

she found him looking at her, his eyes full of curiosity. She patted his chin and said with a smile, “You’re such a looker, why are you so quiet? Girls your age aren’t usually into the silent type. How do you expect them to approach you if you don’t talk? Don’t you feel sad when the girl you like